It's a Smash! Play-play-play-play-players never doubt You did good, $lick It's the demented motherfucker, kickin' it with my brothers And repping the 59, you know Grey the fucking color My gat' screamin', "Kill 'em Wetto, hit 'em where they lay" Smokin' 'em like some indo, let the pistol up and spray Never could be fucked with, my dick, they love to suck it They come in and gettin' seven, I switch a bitch like subjects Pull up Continental, make a ho get sentimental I got ADIKA denim, ballin' with no fundamentals Michael Jackson off the Thriller dose, hold it from the killer dose Cookin' up in the rental (Van), Emeril with the chemicals Grippin' on my genitals, Northside general Pull up in the Benz, Forgi' turn this sucker cynical, anyway (Northside) Think about the drive-by any day (Northside) Bet if I pass by (Northside), rollin' up that Mary J (Northside) I might drop 30 like I'm Curry (Northside), you know, NBA (Northside) Talk 'bout Andy Murray with the stick (Northside) and let it swing away (Northside) Before I turn to black out, pimpin' out the crack house Smackin' up on these bitches, flew the ho to fuck from Krakow My dick threw her back out, packet flew her back out Been runnin' and gunnin' and fuckin', now I'm trip and end up blackout My name is the killer (North), Northside Gorilla Mom and dad both fiends and my ex a pill dealer (Northside) Thought I'd keep it realer, there's no drug I ain't touched Best stay out yo' face, then I best see yo' place up Or aim with yo' face up, this Glock with no make up This weed be for warm-ups, I ain't even laced up Fuckboy, get your rank up, robbin' and dealin' and homicide Swipe, swipe, Wetto from the ghetto, I was born to die Ruby gettin' up in the gizzas, lookin' like a blizzard Keepin' an eye on these snakes in the grass, so I move just like a lizard Fat boy taste vanilla, pop the painkillers Grip the .45, I feel like the Grey Gorilla Chicken heads flockin', they think I'm a quesadilla Beatin' up the pussy, I must be a lady killer, yeah Papa Pine, break yo' spine, rub her clit likes it's a vibe Now she askin' what's my sign, so I threw up the 59 I'm a lord, out the 7th Ward I pick the lock on heaven's door Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red and sore Never called her back, she breakin' down like metalcore Everybody still my sons like they fiendin' for peppercorn (7th Ward) Check the score (7th Ward), Grey59 five and O in the fourth (7th Ward) Rolled a blunt so big (7th Ward) you'll have to light it with a torch (7th Ward) Whip look like it might've (7th Ward) lost the second World War (7th Ward) Yup, Ruby such an animal (7th Ward) Seventh Ward Dragon, when I breathe, it's fuckin' flammable Keep my clique tight and isolated like we cannibals Spit so many bars you'd think infinity is tangible All these fuckin' chains, you would think I'm wearin' mandibles Yeah, bitch, tell me what's happenin' Dick so big, I'll turn her pussy to the Grand Canyon All my haters pussy like I keep on smellin' salmon Keep it old school, I might pull up with a cannon Yeah, bitch, tell me what it is Wake up with a smile, pickin' out the right fit OJ in the mornin' like I stabbed a white bitch Every color in the fucking rainbow, suck my white dick Wait for a beep, dial 5-9 and hit the pound Um, okay, so I'll talk to you laterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
